Before I begin, I have something to say: all of my proceedings below were done at a very tired state of mind.
My Mom laid the dreaded math paper before me, and I reluctantly shoved aside the book I was editing (or did I?). While watching the lesson on the tv, I decided to… well, do silly things with my younger brother’s stuff.
- I gave him the old and dirty calculator that he always gives to me, while I took the nice one
- I gave him a pink mechanical pencil, while I got the blue
- I wrote on the back of his paper at the bottom (mimicking my other brother’s handwriting as well as I could), Jesus ❤ you… at least… that’s what I meant to write… I accidentally wrote Juses ❤ you, while on mine, wrote Jesus ❤ me (the first attempt came out as Juesus ❤ me, which took me a while to figure out what was wrong with it)
While doing math, I was trying to figure out what the square root of 100 could possibly be… “Why is this so hard?!” I used the beautiful calculator, and found it was 10. “Wait a minute… I knew that?!” I looked left and right to find a sibling giving me a look that said, “Where are your brains?” and a mother giving me a look that said, “Have I wasted my time on this child?” In defense, I exclaimed, “Okay, okay! I knew that! My brain is just fried!”
When my older brother came down, I relayed the amusing episodes to him, ending with, “My brine is just totally fraid… I think…”
My question for You: What is the response of people around you when all the information is suddenly scooped out of your brain like that of a coconut?